Looking, just looking through, looking out, and looking up,
that's how this day began.
I transcribed and revised the two stories I'll read at my writing group's final meet of the season, Monday, and got printed copies at the UPS store to mail with holiday cards.
I didn't make those oatmeal, chocolate chip and nut cookies yet, and day ended hours ago. Tomorrow I bake, then up to St John the Divine to chant with friends.